Zhou Jiren sniffed.
The sweet aroma of corn wafted into his nose, and he suddenly felt hungry.
"Oh, is that so?" He swallowed hard and said, "...My father said he wants to discuss some things with you and Wanwan."
"Hmm?"
Hearing her name called, Lin Wanyue peeked out from the kitchen, holding a half-eaten ear of corn in her hand. Her little head was fluffy, and her cheeks twitched as she ate, looking incredibly cute.
Zhou Jiren looked at it and smiled as well.
“Okay then.” Lin Weiming nodded and said, “We’ll be there in a bit.”
One ear of corn is enough to feed Lin Wanyue, who has a small bird's appetite, but it's not enough for the rest of the family.
After Lin Weiming finished eating, he carried his daughter on his shoulders and went to the village head's house.
This time, the old man did not invite all the men in the village to the meeting. Apart from the Zhou family, the village head, the only people listening were the Lin father and daughter.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Lin Weiming asked directly.
Looking at Lin Weiming's tall, strong, and youthful body, and then at his own hands, which were as wrinkled as old tree bark, the old man sighed and said, "I've come to see you not for anything else, but for the matter of the bandits in the mountains."
"These bandits are probably more terrifying than we anticipated. I originally thought these things were far removed from us, and that even if bandits came, they would only steal some food, as long as people could survive..."
“I’m already this old, and I don’t even know if I’ll live to see tomorrow. But it’s different for you young people. That’s why I thought I needed to discuss this with you.” The old man looked up at Lin Weiming earnestly, and then at Lin Wanyue.
Although Lin Wanyue is capable and has some knowledge of Yin and Yang, she is still young.
Faced with such a big matter, the old man still preferred to discuss it with Lin Weiming.
When Lin Weiming arrived, he guessed that the old man was looking for him about the bandits, and sure enough, he was right.
"So, what are your plans, sir?"
"I plan to make sure that from now on, the people in our village will not only refrain from going up the mountain at will, but also that if they need to go out, they must be in groups of several, and absolutely no fewer than five people! If they encounter any trouble, even if they can't win, at least they can escape, and at least they must run back to report to the village." The old man held up five fingers and said tremblingly.
Wu Yong and his group of four went up the mountain, but they were unlucky. They were injured by wild boars and exhausted themselves. Of course, they couldn't defeat those fierce and reckless bandits.
The old man didn't expect the people of Ning'an Village to be able to defeat those bandits, but as he said, at least someone had to come back and report the news.
Lin Weiming is also the best fighter in the village; he even killed a big tiger last time, so the old man naturally trusts him.
Lin Weiming understood what the old man meant: everyone was from the same village and they had to help each other, especially now that they were facing difficulties.
This idea is indeed good, and it is the main reason why the village was able to form.
However, he had some other ideas.
“Grandpa, your idea is good. Our village is quite united. Since you brought it up, and we saw with our own eyes how gruesome Wu Yong’s death was, we certainly wouldn’t dare to go out alone. However, I think we can’t just rely on our village to keep watch over this matter; we also need to report it to the county.” Lin Weiming nodded and said.
Bandits have already appeared near Xishan, so they may not only come to Ning'an Village to plunder at any time, but also the surrounding villages and the county town!
"Send a message to the county town?" The old man frowned deeply.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to report to the county town, but it was the busy farming season, and every household was short-handed, so how could he find the time to report?
Moreover, if what he just said is true, there should be no fewer than five people who went to deliver the message.
That would make it even harder to find!
The old man looked up at Lin Weiming.
“Father, I’ll go!” Zhou Jiren said, but was met with several glares.
His wife's hand had somehow found its way to his waist, her eyes carrying a subtle warning.
“Father, how about I go with my younger brother?” Zhou Kai, the eldest son of the Zhou family, also stepped forward and said.
The village head's family had a lot of land, making them the best-off family in the village, even surpassing the Lin family, which was gradually rising in status.
The two of them took some time to go to the county town. Although it might take up half a day of work, the impact would be much smaller.
"But the road is safe..." the old man had to say.
He wasn't the kind of person who was stingy or petty, but since it might concern his son's life, he still had to speak up.
Lin Wanyue took out a paper-cut figure from her pocket and placed it on the table. Although no one could see her making any movement, the paper-cut figure seemed to suddenly come to life and stood up unsteadily.
"Grandpa Village Head, let it accompany the uncles to the county town, then we won't have to worry about those bandits." Lin Wanyue noticed the old man's worry and quietly summoned Laifu to possess the little paper figure.
Laifu was a little disgusted, but under Lin Wanyue's temptation of candy, he still crawled inside.
He moved the little paper figure around, and a lewd aura suddenly appeared on the table.
But to others, it was nothing short of divine skill!
"It's not fair!" Laifu shouted in a voice that no one else could hear, "Why do you give that ugly guy such beautiful clothes, but I get such ugly ones? And his eyes are just two tiny dots? My eyes aren't that small!"
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